Ming Dynasty, Zhu Di: Dad, why are you not dead?!

Originally, the main form of long-range attack in the war was the bow and arrow, and it was only 200 meters in the state of shooting from the back, but Da Ming Zao could shoot more than 1,000 meters.

Armed with flintlock muskets, the firearms army was still very afraid of cavalry onslaught.

Because the flintlock pistol can only shoot five or six bullets in the sky for a minute, it is difficult to resist the cavalry torrent, and the cavalry can resist the fire of the musket while equipping the armor, which makes the lethality of the flintlock pistol greatly reduced.

And Yu Dayou can now be sure that if the flintlock pistol of the Shenji Battalion is replaced by Da Ming, the so-called cavalry torrent will just be a target that will move.

What the?

Cavalry has mounted shooting?

I'm going to let you see your grandmother a fucking kilometer away.

What kind of cavalry torrent, can you withstand my bullet torrent?

"And if my Ming army can be equipped with the Ming Dynasty, then the so-called Mongolian cavalry is just a mustard."

Zhu Yijun shook his head: "It is impossible in a short period of time, even if it is officially started, it can only produce a maximum of sixty guns per day, which is still ideal." "

At its peak, the Hanyang Arsenal could only produce sixty pieces a day, and if it was a Ming Dynasty, it would be very satisfying to be able to produce forty pieces of Zhu Yijun a day.

Of course, the Hanyang Arsenal can produce cannons in addition to guns.

"Sixty at most."

Yu Dayou fell into deep thought.

There are only more than 20,000 troops a year, and it is not enough to equip all the armies of the Ming Dynasty for ten years.

But when you think about it, an army equipped with the Ming Dynasty, even if it is only 20,000, it is invincible in the world.

"Your Majesty, with this gun, I am invincible!"

Zhang Juzheng had a good time, and walked to Zhu Yijun's side excitedly.

Zhu Yijun smiled slightly, with the Ming Dynasty making the world invincible, if I take out an AK47 and a Maxim machine gun, will your eyes fall to the ground?

............

East of Fushun Pass.

Statehood.

The Jianzhou Jurchens were here, and after Nurhachi became the leader of the Jianzhou Jurchens, he unified the Haixi Jurchens and the East China Sea Jurchens.

But Nurhachi's ambition was not so big as to swallow the Ming Dynasty, he just wanted to divide one side and establish a Jurchen kingdom.

Go to the years.

Li Chengliang led an army of 50,000 to attack, Nurhachi led an army of 30,000 to meet the battle, the Jurchen clan suffered heavy casualties, and his grandfather and father died in the war.

The bad news came, the twenty-four-year-old Nurhachi wanted to avenge his father with the Jurchen soldiers, the Jurchen clan was suppressed by the Ming Dynasty for ten years, and had come to the edge of the cliff, after thinking about it for a long time, he chose to give up, and uncharacteristically sent envoys to the capital to try to annex.

Nurhachi understands very well that with the number of Jurchen Ju tribes of less than 300,000 today, how can they compete with the Ming Dynasty, which has millions of soldiers?

Consume them to death.

It's a pity that the envoy stayed in the capital for three months and was not received, so he had no choice but to go back.

When the news spread, the Jurchen clan was like mourning, as if the end was coming.

To this day, although Nurhachi is still the titular leader of the Jurchens, many of his subordinates have deserted.

"Brother, your son has been born, won't you go and take a look?"

Nurhachi's younger brother Shulhaqi walked into the room, only to see that the elder brother was closing his eyes and pondering, and then slowly opened his eyes, his expression was heavy, and he sighed: "Shulhaqi, where will my Jurchen clan go?" "

Shulhaqi could only comfort: "Brother, the Ming people have a saying that the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge... Also, there is another sentence called... It's called Mountain Poor... The mountains are poor..."

"The mountains and rivers are exhausted, and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village."

Nurhachi got up and walked out of the room:

"Come with me to see my newborn son."

Hahanazaqing had just given birth to a child, and was lying on the bed weakly, when he saw Nurhachi walking in, his face showed a hint of joy: "Belle, give our son a name." "

Today, Nurhachi's name is 'Wise Belle', an honorific title for him.

Nurhachi looked at his ugly son, who had just been born and was wrinkled like a monkey, and groaned in his heart.

At this time, a subordinate voice sounded: "Wise Baylor! Clever Baylor! Qi Jiguang sent a messenger here! It is said that it is to discuss the matter of annexation! "

Nurhachi got up suddenly, glanced at Shuerhaqi, and laughed: "Sure enough, there is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village." "

The future fate of the Jurchen clan pressed on his chest, making him almost breathless, and now he finally saw a glimmer of hope, and suddenly even ignored his newborn son and left quickly.

Hahana Zaqing was stunned, and shouted weakly, "Baylor, you haven't named your son yet." "

"It's called Daishan, Aixin Jueluo Daishan. Shulhazy, what do you think of the name? Nurhachi's voice could be heard from afar.

"Haha, that's good!"

............

"You're Nurhachi?"

Nurhachi glanced at the person sent by Qi Jiguang, he knew, and then fell on the eunuch, kneeling respectfully: "Sinner Nurhachi, meet the angel of Shangbang." "

His ancestors, grandfather, and father were all officials of the Ming Dynasty, so he called himself a criminal minister, which was not wrong in some cases, and he also put his posture very low.

Nurhachi knew very well that the Jurchen clan now had no capital to confront them, and if it weren't for the Ming Dynasty wanting to destroy them at the lowest price, they would have been unable to bear it a long time ago.

If the Jurchen clan wants to live, there are only two ways, one is to take refuge in the Ming Dynasty, and the other is to go north.

But he is well aware that the farther north region spends half of the year in winter, which is colder than Liaodong, and it is difficult to survive.

The eunuch glanced at him, opened the holy decree, and said loudly: "Fengtian carries the emperor, the edict says, I have mercy and other Jurchen clans, can belong to the Ming Dynasty, bow down to the ministers, Mu Wangdao, practice Sinicization, and select 30,000 people to be incorporated into the Ming army." "

The Jurchens' so-called "all the people are soldiers" is just a nice saying, but in fact, their living environment is harsh, and they have to fight and fight with wild beasts for a long time.

But the fierce temperament does not mean that the physical fitness is good, and there is no physical fitness if you can't eat enough.

Therefore, only 30,000 of the 300,000 people with good physical fitness were selected to be incorporated into the army.

Nurhachi breathed a sigh of relief slightly, kowtowed in the direction of the southern capital with a smile on his face, and shouted loudly: "Long live His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!" "

Shuerhaqi and other Jurchens also shouted in unison: "Long live His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!" "

Although they know very well that after joining the Ming Dynasty, they will no longer be the high rulers of the Jurchen clan, and they will be the dogs of the Ming Dynasty from now on.

But as long as it's just that kind of scared day, be a dog, be a dog.

Besides, it's also an honor to be a Ming dog.

A lot of people can't do it if they want to.

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